Jiaohua

Chapter 251 Miss Zhao
The peddler was overjoyed and hurriedly got up and said, "Okay, okay."

"Prepare first, every pastry is wrapped." The little maid said, dropped a heavy ingot of silver, turned and left.

A waiter from the opposite teahouse set up a long bench at the door, and several people sat side by side and chatted. Seeing two peddlers on the opposite street getting up happily, one waiter curled his lips: "I don't know what I'm happy about. I'll be happy if I sell a few pastries. Like this."

"Hey, no, what are they doing?" said the guy next to him.

The two hawkers looked happy, lifted the cages layer by layer, and put the pastries one by one into the oiled paper one by one.

"It's all bought?" said a clerk, surprised.

A clerk took out melon seeds from his bosom, kowtowed and looked towards the place where the little maid left: "Where is that woman?"

"I went over there just now, I don't know where I am now." The man stretched his finger.

"Here it is!" cried one of the boys, pointing the other way.

The maid was standing in front of the noodle stall, talking to the proprietress of the noodle stall.

The proprietress also had a happy face, and nodded to her hurriedly. After that, the little maid left and walked to the restaurant on the other side.

"What is she doing?" the man ate melon seeds, puzzled.

Others shook their heads.

Suddenly there was a sudden sound of gongs and drums, and the guys were startled, as were the few pedestrians on the street.

Several men ran out with gongs and drums in their hands and beat them frantically.

Everyone looked around, and a man stepped forward, smiling and shouting loudly: "Folks, folks!"

After all eyes were attracted, the man pointed at the carriage leaning on the side of the road not far away, and shouted loudly: "Miss Zhao, this Miss Zhao from Jiangnan, she invites everyone to eat, drink and have fun today! Our On the street, whatever you want to eat, drink, and play, you can enjoy it as you like!"

After finishing speaking, there was another "boom".

Many people didn't react and looked at him puzzled.

The two vendors who were still wrapping pastries also blinked.

At this time, the peddler who sells sugar people in the distance shouted: "Come here, sugar eaters, everyone can take whatever you want! Those who have paid the money, come and get it!"

"The same goes for my wonton noodles and dumplings. If you want to eat, come in line!"

The peddler who also sells cakes on the opposite side shouted loudly: "We have red bean cakes, jade tea cakes, honey bean cakes, osmanthus cakes... hurry up if you want it!"

The two peddlers looked at each other, and then shouted loudly, "We have water chestnut cake, square cake and sour date cake, everyone hurry up! You have paid for it!"

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The street suddenly boiled.

The guys watched in amazement, several of them stood dumbfounded, and the one who cracked the melon seeds shook the melon seeds in his hand: "What are we waiting for, go and get something to eat!"

The others climbed up quickly, and saw the little maid walking towards with a smile, standing under the low steps and said, "Guys, are you doing business?"

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Zhao Ning was sitting in the carriage, the curtains were drawn, and the light in the carriage was dim.

From time to time, people with cakes in their hands came to thank her, but she didn't make a sound and listened quietly.

After a long time, the little servant girl lifted the curtain of the car, came in from the outside and sat down, said with a smile: "Miss."

The little girl has never received so much attention since she was a child. Today, many people stared straight at her, and many people came to thank her. Her joy and pride came from the bottom of her heart. Her cheeks are still flushed, and her forehead is also exposed. Sweat, the hair sticks to it.

Sure enough, with money, he has a lot of confidence.

"Has anyone from the Jingzhao government office come over?" Zhao Ning asked.

"Yes, a lot of people gradually came over there."

"Okay," Zhao Ning said, "Let Zeng Ge go."

"Where are you going, miss?"

"Go to another street to find a good inn, I'm tired."

"Well," the little maid responded, lifted the curtain, and said to the coachman, "The driver, the eldest lady said go, let's go to find an inn elsewhere, the eldest lady is sleepy."

The coachman raised his whip without saying a word.

Seeing that the carriage turned in one direction and walked to the other side, many people looked over.

"Miss Zhao from Jiangnan, which Zhao family is it?"

"It's really rich, no eldest lady is so bold and generous..."

"Yeah, it's amazing."

"It's delicious, it's delicious!"

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In the study room of the back office of Jingzhao Mansion, a small official came in and told the situation outside.

Liang Nai looked impatient, and said casually after hearing the words: "Okay, I understand, you can go down."

After the little official left, Wei Zheng said curiously: "There are still such strange things in the world, my lord, may I go and see?"

"What's so strange about this," Liang Nai said while looking at the letter in his hand, "It's not like I haven't seen people who have too much money and no place to spend it. Qingyu Tower sent those dudes to play."

Wei Zong showed contempt on his face.

Mentioning the group of dudes, Liang Nai raised his head from the letter in his hand, and said displeasedly: "What happened last night was really Li Dongyan's doing?"

"It's him," Wei Zhengzheng nodded, "He called for the girl to be arrested, but the person who killed the woman was not Yan Yunwei, but Tian Rongwei."

"I know that," Liang Nai said with a frown, "so you see, no matter how I manage this matter, that woman is really, well-behaved, she ran to stop Tianrongwei's soldiers and horses, didn't she think her life was too long?"

"It's not a good one either," Wei Zheng said, "My lord, her own daughter was robbed by someone, how could it be a good one."

"It doesn't matter," Liang Nai looked back at the letter in his hand, "Even if you want to take care of it, it's not our turn to take care of it. I'll go directly to the palace to talk to His Majesty later, and let His Majesty take care of it."

"En." Wei Zheng replied.

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More and more people gathered, and there were not enough things on the street.

Some people brought wooden basins and filled them with pastries.

Some people went directly to these wooden basins to grab them, carried them in their arms and ran away.

Some people couldn't bear their stomachs, and they sat on the side of the street uncomfortable and wanted to vomit.

There are also people who get into a ball because who gets more and who gets less, or because they are crowded and trampled in line.

But the scene was not chaotic, because the guards and rangers came soon, no matter how angry everyone was, they didn't dare to make trouble in front of them. Many people even took a pastry and prepared to leave.

"My lord, would you like one?" A peddler handed Song Qingtang the few pastries left.

Song Qingtang raised his hand to take it, smelled it, opened his mouth to bite it down, took out a few copper coins from his bosom and threw them to the peddler.

The peddler paused after catching it, and was a little bit reluctant to part with the copper coin, but he still smiled and said, "My lord, I paid for the pastry in silver. Miss Zhao said it, so please."

Song Qingtang looked around, and said casually: "I don't like to eat food from others, is it okay?"

"Success, success." The peddler said.

(End of this chapter)